I only wanted to feel Gloria’s hot flesh against me, her slippery tongue inside me. I did not want to be bothered by what Furia had to say. I just w...nted to marvel at the shape of her beautiful mouth as it formed the word. “Roots.” Roots. With the utmost effort, I turned my head to the other side. We were on the upper level of the library, and the tree roots that made up the vaulted ceiling above also made the walls here. There was one root just a foot away. It might as well have been across. The tower reports wind from zero niner zero with a steady seven knots, which promises an unspectacular soft landing.From the corners of my eyes I notice that she has her knees firmly closed and both hands buried deep between her thighs. Is this the tension before the landing or is she just touching her cunt in passing? Unfortunately, I can't look closer because my gaze constantly oscillates between the airspeed indicator and the runway during this somewhat critical phase of the flight. We are. Bullshit mom I screamed. Are you afraid I am going to have sex with him? What if that is exactly what I want? Then Eric and I are perfect for each other. He wants to fuck me according to your unnamed source and I want to fuck him according to me. What the hell is wrong with you? You sit on the couch like a slut your judgement by the way not mine. Are you telling me that since dad you have kept your legs closed tight? Mom you are having sex every weekend. You go out every Friday and. She came out of the bathroom and I heard her go into the bedroom to get dressed. About 20 minutes later she came into the living room. "I'm ready. Do I look okay?" she asked. I turned to look at her. She was so beautiful I couldn't speak. Jennifer had picked out her favorite LBD - a tight, stretch-knit number that molded to her curves like a second skin. She paired her dress up with matching black high heeled pumps. She had put her hair up in a sort of prom-type hairdo with two little wispy.